Houston.. we have a drinking problem..
is it bad if i hope guys are like edward cullen and can read my mind. i could be a whore in disguise.
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
On this egg donor form, it asks "In the past 5 years, have you had sex for drugs or money?" It only gives a yes or no option and no place to explain myself. What do I do?
please come get me his dick is out. i'm sitting on his couch and his dick is out. come now
based on the size of her vibrator, i'm going to be a huge disappointment
I need your advice and before you say it, no, it cannot be solved by a blow job
You clearly don't understand the power you wield with your mouth.
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
I know. But whatever I'll just eat cold pizza and play with my cats by candlelight
Come home, I'm drunk on the porch and pretending to smoke breadsticks like cigarettes. Enticing, right?
Can I drink yet?
It's Monday morning.
Your point?
You know it's time to call it a night when every guy in the bar (all 3 of them) have seen you naked at one time or another.
The box said 94% effective prevention of pregnancy if used correctly but God knows I’m not gonna use it right so let’s adjust that to like a 70%
i just went to hell in the tanning bed. i think god is giving me a preview of what is in store if i keep getting drunk everyday.
So I come home this morning to get ready for a job interview and there is garlic seasoning all over the hardwood and a knife in the wall. What. the. fuck.
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